Madison Square Garden

All your diamond rings, all the pretty things I see you slip them on your fingers, as you get ready to go out To see that business man you met across town In a burning house All the Friday nights, you got drunk off wine While you told the party about this Debutant, who stole your man from your mouth And you're sure you're gonna get back at her one day While she's lookin' down Well if you look in the mirror, it's quite clear It's gonna be you who's forgotten about That girl's a man, turned back again She told me one day she got tired of shavin' her legs-so she went all-natural And now no one's lookin' up her skirt For a fear of hell So don't apologize, I won't sing that line But after all a movie director will sleep with any one of his daughters And then move on to some Japanese Dream For a year and a quarter When you're out to eat with an LA Queen You don't tell her what to do or what to order Sunday morning, everybody feels like they've lost You drink too much, honey, you're never gonna know the cost A war's due soon and everybody's gonna lose Themselves But tonight, tonight, tonight We're gonna be alright Tonight, tonight, tonight It's not our time O' tonight!